The Map to Nowhere

In halls of hush, where stories sleep, A dusty book, secrets to keep. Young Timmy Brown, with eyes so bright, Found an old map in fading light.

The Librarian, with spectacles perched, "That map," she whispered, "is strangely searched! 'The Map to Nowhere,' legends say, Leads to adventures every day!"

The map unfurled, a crinkled guide, With swirling lines, nowhere to hide. "Let's go!" cried Timmy, bold and free, The Map to Nowhere, just for me!

It zoomed them first, through skies of blue, Riding on a rainbow, me and you! Then down a slide, of caramel sweet, Landing with a bounce, on a candy street!

They sailed a sea, of lemonade bright, Fought marshmallow pirates, with all their might! Climbed mountains made of jelly beans, Heard laughter echo, in vibrant scenes!

The Librarian smiled, a knowing glance, "Nowhere, my boy, is a joyful chance! For the Map to Nowhere, it's plain to see, Leads to the fun, that's meant to be!"